Missktyn's Journals

that's what you get

PARAMORE IS IN CSI

:)

not them personally in the show...but some people go to their concert, they show footage :) still exciting

it's britney, bitch.

"I sit there and I look back and I'm a smart person. Like, what the hell was I thinking?"

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So. I realize that Britney: For The Record, was meant to make Britney look good to her fans after seriously hitting a crisis in her life. But honestly, I loved it. I really felt for her, and it was great seeing a different side of her. I really do believe that she has changed, she is a beautiful girl, and really talented, it was such a shame watching her fall so hard, especially because she was scrutinized so hard by the media. Paparazzi comes with fame, that is understood - but I really believe that she does have it a lot worse than other celebrities. She can't ever be normal, and that is sad. I feel bad for her, despite how lucky she is as well. I hope that she is able to find herself, and enjoy her privileged - yet strange - life. I can't wait to see what she has next for the world to see. And I really wish the paps would cut her a freakin break.

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"I'm kind of stuck in this place, and it's like, how do you deal? You just cope. And thats what I do, I just cope with it. Everyday."

we all fall down...

Once you lose yourself you have two choices: find that person you used to be...or lose that person completely.

i never know...

Intimacy is a four syllable word for, "Here's my heart and soul, please grind them into hamburger, and enjoyâ�. It's both desired, and feared. Difficult to live with, and impossible to live without. Intimacy also comes attached to the three R's... relatives, romance, and roommates. There are some things you can't escape. And other things you just don't want to know.

renee

â�œWe constantly think, you know, like we're holding onto these vices and these things like, this it is this is all we have, but thereâ�™s something so much better than that if youâ�™re willing to do the work to get it. You know. Itâ�™s going to get harder before it gets easier.â�

sometimes...

"At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world, six billion souls. And sometimesâ�¦all you need is one."

i've got a lot to say to you...yeah, i've got a lot to say...

http://www.paramore.net/postDetails/2008/08/18/disclaimer-im-not-depressed-im-actually-severely-happy/

disclaimer: iâ�™m not depressed. iâ�™m actually severely happy.

butâ�¦ i was just thinkin about life. i was thinkin a little about â�œfameâ� and â�œcelebrityâ� (what a great nsync record). this is not about to be some crazy profound thing. youâ�™re not going to get smarter nor will i look much smarter to you after reading this postâ�¦ iâ�™m just saying, i was thinkinâ�¦ and i wanted to write about it.

the past year and a half has not been easy or hard. honestly, i canâ�™t remember much of it because it went by too fast for me to understand what was actually going on. it still surprises me when i hear one of our songs on the radio or see a picture of us in a magazine. i still donâ�™t get why the hell someone would care to have one of our signatures on something of theirs haha. on a daily basis, we are asked, if not by a journalist then by a fan, what it feels like to be famous and yet i still draw a blank every time. because, to me, we are just the same. the only true difference between the life we lived before riot and the life we live now is that every little thing. every. insignificant. thing. that we do is cared for in some way. whether it be concern, obsession, hate, a genuine interest or delightâ�¦ everyone has their opinion and we hear them all at some point. i really donâ�™t mind listening. yes, it can get old. it can be humorous or enraging or just plain sadâ�¦ nothing changes the fact that thereâ�™s always someone out there coming up with new theories about us, new ideas so that they can get a grip or put a handle on who we are. i might sound bitter but actually iâ�™m just a little bit fascinated. i still havenâ�™t really figured out what it means to be known of but not understood in any way shape or form. i could fill a hundred pages of lyrics, poetry, broken thoughts and still never be understood even the slightest. itâ�™s a good thing. i just donâ�™t get it yet.

life has never been so exciting and so wonder-full. the greatest part is not understanding it. not being able to tell whatâ�™s next. everyone wants what they canâ�™t have but when i look back on days i thought i wanted something completely different than all of this - i can see how stupid that was. how selfish i was to ever try putting myself in someone elseâ�™s story. (neverending stooryyyyy!!! â�¦ sorry).

to sum up these scattered thoughts i would like to say this: when we think we know people inside out and we think we know whatâ�™s best for them we should try to remember we donâ�™t even know whatâ�™s best for ourselves.

love,
hayley

true.say.

thats the thing about people knowing anything about you before you meet them, is that you have to work just to get people back to knowing nothing about you.

so not cut out for bright and shiny

Don't wonder why people go crazy. Wonder why they don't. In face of what we can lose in a day, in an instant, wonder what the hell it is that make us hold it together.

lets take the boat out on the bay, forget your job for just one day

i'm typing fast ... gotta go study soon ... excused the grammar.

saturday night was nuts. worked 9-5. it rained all day . drove downtown with D and hung out at the hilton til everyone else came which was like 3 hours later...they got lost so typical...we were ready fast drinking and laughing. didnt leave the hotel til 11:30ish. i wore strappy stiletos ..it was rainy..bad idea ...went out to a new club called tryst, sneaky us got in didnt have to pay cover, it was packed inside crazyness, snuck into vip ...typical. some guy yelled across the patio at me saying i knew his friend... turns out i did - how random! left tryst to go to light but it was like 2:30 so they didnt let us in we begged, it was cold and wet and we got surrounded by horses :S mounted police. wandered the streets we all got separated me and jame and jeff cabbed back to the hotel changed into sweats and cabbed to a dingy chinese food place. jame through up in the dungeon like bathrooms gross it was like something out of saw. came bak to the hotel lucikly everyone was accounted for ...except mich. ..it was like 5am at this point...D was alone in the hotel for a bit and some guy was banging on the door yelling that "he knew she was in there" she was freaked and called front desk.. ahhh ... so tired laid in the bed but everyone was so loud ...g ot a non-smoking room but everyone was smoking ... ahh better not charge my credit card ... jame slept in the bathtub..at least she got to SLEEP. .. slept on and off ... left hotel at like 1030 am ... wah wah so hungover ..more drama ensued .. went home ... made some calls passed out from 12:30 til 3:30 ... smelt like stale smoke and bad chinese food ...it llooked like i had a bad weave... ahh. typical. ... overall pretty good night/day .. haha .. time to crack down on the books .. exam time!! 22nd and i am freeeeeeee. cannot wait :) need sushi and tea ... so hungry but trying to not stuff my face ... got to find rice cakes and yogurt ... it's soooo nice out - why would i want to study?!

what a random journal..more like a rant... but i am so bored and studying can bite meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

i cracked out the mark tom and travis show ...its one of my faves , so summery.. makes me smile alwayss ... 96 days til warped tourr

what are you excited for?